Linkin Park Topic

I have been a fan since the start like I said before. I remember hearing One Step Closer on 100.5 The Katt and asking my mom if I could have the cd for Christmas. Months later, I got it along with a cd player. I remember listening to their music when I got sick from my older sister's cooking, when a hornet stung me on the wrist, when I injured/tore up my right leg. For a bit in my teens, I checked out other bands. Not many made me feel better like Linkin Park's music. If anything I got depressed. After my first breakup that was verbally abusive, and when he tried to break into the house late one night, I was afraid to be alone, to go anywhere or answer my phone that I got a new one. Linkin Park's music helped me get over that debilitating fear my first ex left. I listened to their music after finding out my second ex was cheating on me (found out on Valentine's day of all days). After my third breakup, Roads Untraveled helped me through the process. With my ex husband, I couldn't really listen to their music or My Chemical Romance due to him complaining or jealousy. Yeah, he got jealous over those bands, Linkin Park more so. I couldn't listen to their music or hang up my poster (think he threw it away after the divorce). And we got in an argument that I couldn't have any Linkin Park songs play at the wedding unless he could have Ariana Grande's music play... I chose The Little Things Give You Away. He also accused me of wanting to name our son after the drummer since I was wanting to name him Robert. Instead he picked the name Michael, he didn't take into account that's Mike Shinoda's name. After the divorce and custody arrangement, I was depressed and cried every day cause I didn't get to keep my son. I wanted to give up so many times, but once again, Linkin Park's music helped me through everything. Even with writing. The SGC characters (if you read When It Ends) I had based on them, kinda like a dedication thanks for influencing my life. The news about Chester was like a hit to the gut. My sister told me I was in denial for the first 30 minutes. I couldn't listen to their music for awhile cause I wouldn't feel right or sick. Found One More Light at the store, took me a couple of days to listen to it and then there was comfort. Hearing about his death was like losing a family member. I'm sure other fans know what I mean. It makes you sad and lonely, but now, listening to the music gives more meaning, more to everything and makes me think of how his singing comforted me. They were the reason I wanted to get into music. Perhaps they are the reason why I never got into drinking, partying, drugs, or smoking. I wish I could have gone to a concert and taken my son when he was alive. Instead, I bought a Linkin Park shirt for him.
Chester Bennington will be missed by all who he meant a lot to. And I'm proud to be part of the Linkin Park Family and to have been influenced by his vocals and humor.

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Ariana

Welcome Back

Hi again everyone across the world. Hope things are going alright just as I hope things are alright around here. Been so busy with writing my screenplays, pitching them too. Maybe one day in the future, one of them will be in theaters. Or on DVD. It's hard work, despite the guys who told me it doesn't count as work. And if not then hey, I'm just dedicated and enjoy a challenge. Anyways, I finally get to see my son in five days!! Can't wait, the last time I saw him is nearly 300 days ago. Yes, I'm keeping track. Was thinking if my scripts don't sell, maybe I'll invest in a good camera and film them myself, only issue would be finding people to act. What else... Been reading the news, getting annoyed, and took time off of Linkin Park for a week due to the passing of their vocalist, Chester Bennington. If you know me well enough, I have been a Linkin Park fan since the start, their music helped me through hard times like illness, injuries, breakups, divorce. And the song Burn It Down was playing the first time I felt my son kick. More on my Linkin Park fandom later.
But, hopefully my scripts sell, been struggling for years and ready for it to change. Thinkin of listening to My Chemical Romance and Linkin Park to continue writing.
Began randomly thinking earlier, I would love a dream guy who is like Rob Bourdon or Frank Iero.
Or Keanu Reeves. Then I thought who am I kidding, no guy could amount to Keanu Reeves. 😔
I am with someone currently, just don't get to see him often like I would like.
Remember, feel free to follow me on my social medias:
@Ariana_Torralba on Twitter
@ariana_torralba91 on Instagram
When The Dead Came page on Facebook
ArianaTorralbaWriter page on Facebook

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Ariana

Business As Usual

Been so long. Also been hot here. I have been busy writing and promoting my movie script to the point of too much coffee. Some say I'm inspiring to them, probably for doing what I do. Why I do it? Make a future for my son. And to no longer struggle, it's a pain. I'm sure many others can understand.
Trying to use my talents as work. Writing, drawing, sewing, knitting. The idea is to create a website to promote my writings, but also sell my cartoons and handmade dolls. These dolls will be based off characters from When The Dead Came, if you seen my other blog you may know that book I wrote.
What helps to keep motivation is setting goals, music, and coffee. My goals are difficult but a challenge is good. And for the current book I'm writing, My Chemical Romance's music is highly influencing my work.
As for the script, still promoting. Hope it works out, need this change after years of work and difficulties. Plus, I miss my son to no end.
I will succeed. Not gonna quit now.
Keep up with me on my social media pages: Twitter (@Ariana_Torralba), Instagram (@ariana_torralba91), Facebook page When The Dead Came series and page Ariana Torralba (need to update it, it's for other work I do).

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Ariana

A Few Things

Good day everyone. I didn't sleep at all last night, only had around four or five hours of sleep. Been working on more of the When The Dead Came Series, and beginning tomorrow will be a free promotion until the 22nd, this time for the book Apocalypse World/Survive. Lately been sharing parts/excerpts on my Instagram. Been working on promoting again. Also overly hungry. I would sing a song for someone if I could get a little food. Which says a lot, I don't ever sing for anyone except my son. Like a guy told me, there is a reason they're called starving artists.
Maybe things will turn around... I really hope. There are times I think about going back to Tulsa so I can find another job easier but I don't want to be so far away from my son. Then, there are times I want to pack some things and walk away until I reach the town where my son is, and try to save up for a place there. Instead, stuck here, far from job opportunities, which is why I write. Takes time, I know, but still. It's stressful and tiring. Quite the struggle. Exhausted. It's alright though, there's a reason I set "unrealistic" goals that are complex and tough, for the challenge. And to get the chance to be a mom again. The dream used to be a mom and wife, then both end up taken from me. Miss my little boy.
Anyways, Apocalypse World/Survive will be free from tomorrow and until the 22nd on Kindle. Will be sharing the link tomorrow.
Follow along on Twitter (@Ariana_Torralba), Instagram (@ariana_torralba91), and Facebook page When The Dead Came and Ariana Torralba.

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Ariana

And Now, My Rant

Okay, ahead of time, apologies to those that get mad at this: What the hell is a basic bitch, bad bitch, and whatever else they call themselves these days? Hearing young women call themselves these now days makes me feel old and I'm only 26! What the hell? I thought women didn't like being called a bitch in any way, and now they're proud to call themselves it?? Hell, I got pissed and upset when my ex husband called me a bitch for a dumb argument back then. What is a basic one? Seriously, is it supposed to make them intimidating or supposed to attract more guys? Come on! Around where I live, you hear this often. And all the young girls that post online and call themselves that shit, they're proud of it and usually caption provocative photos of themselves with it. Same with this "badass bitch" shit they toss around. Or saying they're a savage bitch or lit bitch or savage lit bitch. Doesn't make sense. There's one girl here that practically prostitutes herself and goes on about being a good girl then says she's a savage bitch. Why be proud of shit like that? It's common these days, there's girls in this town around here that call themselves that crap because they think it's cool. And proud to call themselves crazy bitches and try to take other women's men. I don't know, maybe I'm old fashioned or just that lame.
I don't drink, smoke, party, or do drugs and others find that boring and lame. And weak.
But hey, I would rather be lame, boring, old fashioned, and different than some girl that thinks it's badass to harass and threaten others and call themselves a basic bitch and sleep around.
Doing all of that doesn't make them a badass. It just lowers themselves into something that isn't worth it. Not worth risking their lives to get themselves hurt, or to catch something that they must live with. Or worth losing their lives and kids.
Definitely not worth threatening others just to make themselves look like they're worth shit. Same with the "gangs" in that same town. They're always threatening others that they think they can attack.
And that my friends, is why I learn self defense. Not going to allow some asshole guy or "basic bitch" to harm me. Or my son if I have him with me.
Motherhood,it has made me stronger and more defensive. Never worried about shit like that until after my son was born. He makes it worth it. Seriously, I practice self defense and knife throwing because of him. That's all, all of that was building up in my mind.

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Ariana

Hello Everyone

Greetings again to everyone across the world. Still have allergies and been trying to enter a contest, but the file won't transfer to my phone and my laptop keeps going to a metered network, so, needed to stop before I lose it. Other than that, doing great. Can't have my son for Easter which sucks. Probably can't for mother's day either. It's difficult. Anyways, I have nothing else to do today.
Been on my social media accounts off and on. On my Instagram, I was actually told I'm an inspiration, which is pretty cool. Never thought I could be inspiring and interesting, always thought I was boring.
On my Instagram, I usually share random pics. Some are what I come across on my Facebook that make me laugh (there's one of a knocked over portapotty that reads Your Bad Day Has Just Started), pics off and on of memories with my son, usually with a story to the photo. Few pics of myself, I don't do many selfies. Pictures of my makeup art and my art in general. So if you're interested in back-stories' and Linkin Park, my Instagram should be fascinating enough.
Twitter is my way of failing at being funny. Originally, it was for promoting my writings only, but then started sharing my thoughts and it went from there (one tweet having been asking "I thought the duck face thing was over?"). Seriously, people still do it, see if often on my Facebook page. (another rant to share there that I don't get).
And of course, the Facebook pages for When The Dead Came and my other writings in general. I don't really give out my personal Facebook.
In the next blog post, I intend on letting out a rant I hope others will understand.
Remember to follow on Twitter (@Ariana_Torralba), Instagram (@ariana_torralba91), and Facebook pages titled When The Dead Came and Ariana Torralba

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Ariana

Another Day Again

Good day to all across the world. Been busy, writing scripts, pitching scripts, sick with allergies again, babysitting my niece, and had slow data. Got more on my phone but it's still slow. Also got my late birthday gifts: Bill and Ted double feature DVD, Detroit Rock City, Dummy, Aftermath. Also learning I shouldn't make pancakes. I can make difficult foods, but not simple pancakes. Trying different heat settings, they burn on the outside, still not finished on the inside. It sucks. My mom says food is food, since we don't have much right now, but I already know my siblings will complain. That's why I love cooking for my son, he isn't picky. Used to love cooking. I can make French toast, scrambled eggs, corned beef hash, omelets, stew, soups, pastas, baked fish, hot wings, dumplings, cakes, brownies, pies, fried bread, so on. But pancakes? No.
Still wishing I had my own place and my son, miss cooking for him. I remember when I was married, I made him and his dad omelets and corned beef hash with a side of scrambled eggs.
When I was pregnant, I made a big plate of deviled eggs... My husband at the time and I ate them all haha.
Kinda miss when I was pregnant, was around 130 lbs. Now I'm back to where I was before. Always been thin, so pregnancy was a great time for me. Sorry, rambling on. Currently making jacked up pancakes and watching Bill and Ted's Bogus Journey. Having trouble coming up with a cover to draw for the romantic comedy drama I'm nearing the end of, not sure. Also awaiting for the news that my friends baby is born. I made a hat for the little guy, got him a giraffe rattle too. Wish I could have more kids. Technically I can, but I don't want to go the route other women around here do. I would prefer to be with someone long-term. Meanwhile my sister suggested I get with a sugar daddy... Like I told others before, it wouldn't be right.
Sure more young women these days are getting sugar daddies to spoil them, but I can't bring myself to do that too. Seems wrong especially to use a guy just to live the luxury life. Do need help with things, God knows that, but I don't want to find a rich guy to do it all the easy way. One guy even offered to help me get full custody of my son, but I didn't want to use him. I don't know, maybe I want to do improvements on my own.
Either way, I have hope for things to get better. Maybe one day my books will sell a lot or one of my scripts will. Not giving up.
Remember to follow along on Twitter (@Ariana_Torralba), Instagram (@ariana_torralba91), and Facebook. There is a new Facebook page I started for my writings as Ariana Torralba, a author page.

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Ariana

Good Day

Hope everyone has had a good day. Or at least an alright day. Today, I became 26 years old... Yeah. Been alright day too. I got woken up this morning, my niece decided to throw a ball around the living room and I ended up hit in the face. Mouth bled a little, but not for long. After that, spent all day listening to Linkin Park. Still am now. Tried spending time outside for fresh air and the wind has been strong all day, so I ended up with dirt and grass in my eyes. Tried catching a metal lid too that someone left on the coffee pot top, ended up hitting my hand on the corner of the counter. Spent time outside a moment ago to enjoy the night air and seen three shooting stars.
Other than that, it's been a good day. No more than usual and same amount of accident prone moments. Called my ex husband's grandma earlier to talk to my son, but he was still asleep.
Listening to Linkin Park's song Until It Breaks currently. Had a discussion earlier how it's hard finding someone with similar interests as yourself. My ex husband didn't like Linkin Park at all, hope to meet someone one day that enjoys their music too. Not many Linkin Park fans around here... Or in Oklahoma for that matter. Same with guys that want to date me. I get asked out a lot by guys from out of state, but they don't want a long distance relationship. Yet, no guys asking me out who live in Oklahoma. Irony or something. Other than that, pretty good day.
Back to writing tomorrow I guess.

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Ariana

New News

Hello everyone, hope all is well. As you may know, I had created a Facebook page for When The Dead Came sometime ago. Then realized I probably should've done the logical thing and create a page for all my writings. Therefore, I finally did it. It's new and it'll be an alternative to my blog, since we all know how bad I am at updating.
On the new Facebook page, I will share free promotions, new books, news on my work, maybe in the future some contests of some kind or something. Movie scripts, poetry, my work in general. Maybe it'll turn out better than When The Dead Came page, that one didn't get as big.
So, please, feel free to check the page out (link below). It's a work in progress.

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Ariana

https://www.facebook.com/arianatorralbawriter/

Busy and Hot Today

Hello everyone, hope your weekend has been great, now it's Monday. It has been very hot and humid here, not sure about the rest of you out there. Have allergies again! I swear, when possible and I can get full custody of my son, would love to move out of Oklahoma. The weather fluctuates so much, hot and windy to cold and raining. Sometimes below freezing and then the next it's in the damn 80s or 90s, high pollen counts and dust. Miserable. But, been writing No One Else.
Now, this book won't be a horror, no gore or strong violence. It's a comedy/drama/romance. Well, maybe dark comedy. Apparently plenty of swearing, says the word fuck over 59 times so far, even more of others. Writing it where I channel in all emotions, including anger I bottle up... Which happens everyday here. Such as a moment ago.
No One Else also has a blend of realism. Some of the things in the book are based on what's happened in my life: Divorce, custody and how that makes the character dealing with it feel, pregnancies (only had one pregnancy in my life, so I channeled that in), struggles, inner feelings of anger, sadness, hate, regrets, happiness, and loneliness. The humor I try to use to feel better, struggles of finding a job here, and how it feels when you have been cheated on, lied to about love, broken trust, and bottling it all up until that breaks free.
Should be interesting. It takes place in Los Angeles (instead of Oklahoma), and focuses on six different people in that city. Should be ready soon. I gotta think up a cover for it. That seems to be the difficult part. Some days I don't feel like drawing.
Hope you all have a great day and as usual, feel free to contact me or hell, even follow on my social media accounts. You know the drill:
Twitter (@Ariana_Torralba)
Instagram (@Ariana_Torralba91)
And When The Dead Came page on Facebook

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Ariana

Free Promotion

I do a horrible job at updating my blogs regularly. Anyways, hope everyone has been well. Like the headline reads, Free Promotion! Beginning tomorrow and until March 13th, on Amazon, When It Ends/Aftermath will be free. Like I said on my whenthedeadcame blog, if you have Kindle and haven't read the last book, check it out. You get to find out what happened with Avery, Alex and the others, new enemies, more deaths/losses (most regrettable death of a character I wish I hadn't killed off being Justin, Alex's brother), plenty of action, violence, swearing, and the introduction of the SGC finally.
As well as a character that has not been properly introduced in this series, he is from another book I wrote years ago which I will publish soon. He has a story on previous outbreaks.
Meanwhile, I have also been working on a romantic comedy drama that will be available soon. Since my birthday is coming up on March 23rd, I'll be doing another free promotion.
Remember, from tomorrow and until the 13th, When It Ends/Aftermath is free on Amazon Kindle. Be sure to follow me on Twitter (@Ariana_Torralba), Instagram (@Ariana_Torralba91), and When The Dead Came page on Facebook.

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Ariana

Another Shot

Hope everyone is having a great day(night). Aside from my rant earlier, and getting my frustrations and anger I bottle up out, I am gonna dislike myself for this. But, attempting online dating... Again. Miss being with someone and I know I said earlier I was gonna give up, but I also realize I don't really give up easily. I still keep trying. Same with trying to find "the one". Failed the first four times. So, I think I can actually do better next time. First ex was the "bad boy" type. He turned out to be an ass and loved to verbally abuse me. Second ex was a little older and a bad boy too. He ended up cheating on me. Third ex was the more realistic thinking type that wasn't ready to have kids. He claimed I got jealous easy, but I did turn out right about his female friend who apparently hated me. And my ex husband was the gamer type. He divorced me for being "too perfect" for him. Not sure that's possible. I think he met someone else on his game streaming. So, sums up: No more bad boys, probably not the realistic type, and I guess no gamers. Not sure where to go from there. Would like a guy who's ready to be in a serious relationship. Have more kids, never wanted my son to be an only child. What else... Loyal. Funny. Similar interests in music and movies. Maybe a musician? Could always play bass or drums with him. Someone I could trust. Someone who would accept my son. Dancing. I like dancing, never been able to with any of my exes. Didn't even dance at the wedding. And protective. Unfortunately, there's really not many guys here that have those qualities. Maybe long distance. I already know I'd be loyal. So, trying dating sites again. Tried okcupid before. No luck and ended up with a stalker. Tried meetme and ended up with guys harassing me and making threats. Trying plenty of fish, but no luck either. Don't get out much, no where here to go and trust me, never want to meet guys here. Especially in this county. But, not giving up. I'm sure the right guy is out there somewhere. Same for everyone else that is reading this. If you're single too and feel like giving up, you'll find the one. He or she is out there somewhere. Never put up with abuse either (verbal or physical, that's how close it got during my marriage) and apparently, not all bad boys are worth staying with.

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Ariana

Exhausted

Hey everyone. Been awhile (again) and been trying hard. Probably too hard, exhausted and stressed out. Been writing nearly nonstop: Stories, poems, movie scripts, books. Pitching ideas to companies and agents. No responses (probably doesn't help with slow data, I don't get all my email). Severe insomnia, too much coffee. Tired of pushing myself so much. Need a change here. I want to get my own place, get my son. I haven't seen him since Thanksgiving and it causes depression like no other. Tired of my family getting mad at each other cause things don't go right. Tired of struggling with money and trying to keep groceries here. Then hear my mom bitch at us for no groceries or no money to pay the damn fucking bills. I'm tired of it all! Is writing even worth it when nothing comes of it? Sorry, stressed. Didn't even go to sleep til four or five this morning. Keeping trying to do writing and have privacy, but living with family after divorce, there is no privacy. Fuck. I really miss my son. I'll be happy when things work out finally and I can live in my own home with him. To hell with finding love, didn't work out the first four times, why would it again? Been asked out by guys out of state, but I'm not going anywhere without my little boy. There are days when I want to leave here, keep walking until I make it to the town where my son is just to spend some time with him. Work small jobs and sleep in the streets until I can get a place. That's how far I would go for him. Exhausted and ready to snap one day. When will things finally turn around? It's been a struggle for 26 years.

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Ariana